" said Alex anxiously. "Good afternoon, Alex." he replied matter-of-factly. "Traci Ann isn't home right now." I know, Mr. Malteen. But she told me to ...ome here and wait for her." "Did she now?" smiled Broderick Malteen. "Very well then, come in." Frightened by Malteen's enigmatic smile, Alex nervously entered the house. In the den, he found a small chair and quietly sat down. "Would you like something to drink Alex?" "That would be very nice, Mr. Malteen. I think a glass of water would really. As she walked down the hall she pulled her phone from her bag, hoping that maybe someone had tried to call her or had sent a text. To her dismay, all that popped up was the date and time, with the background photo of a tree on a hill. Sara frowned a little bit more, and left for the parking lot. It was a gorgeous day out, and that certainly did make her feel a bit better. It was the first day of the year when she could really notice that spring had arrived. The wind still blew her long blonde. Oh, my, God, she got more aroused than I ever saw her.“Ooooh fuck, baby, I’d love to fuck a well hung black man, especially if you were watching, or better yet joining in on the fun!”“Hot-damn baby, you’re making my dick hard as steel! I have an idea, why don’t you pretend that I’m that big, black stud, fucking your hot cunt!”“WOW is all I’m going to say.” She climaxed three times before we were done making love.After that, every time we talked about our upcoming trip, I asked if she’d been. Maggie and Babs shrugged at each other, and Babs admitted, “I don’t know. Go home, I guess. This vacation is sure blown all to hell, isn’t it?”“Maybe yes, maybe no,” replied Malcolm obliquely. “Listen, if it was Maggie’s ex and you go home now, you might all still be in danger. He doesn’t even need to touch the children; he could knock off you and Maggie and then get control of the money as a trustee. The kids are still minors. It might not be a bad idea to stay as far from the man as you can.